Lies, Theft and Shit on the Ceiling
Well, this just happened. One of the first endorsements for Lies, Theft and Shit on the Ceiling has come from Scott Taylor, publisher of Esprit de Corps magazine. Scott has spent decades publishing stories from soldiers, sailors, journalists, adventurers and people who have lived lives far more interesting than most. So hearing this from him…
The best meal you’ve had this year probably wasn’t cooked by a committee. It wasn’t designed in a boardroom by six people called Simon studying a spreadsheet and debating whether a mushroom should cost 14p or 16p. It was cooked by someone who actually gave a damn. Somewhere along the way we’ve convinced ourselves that…
People assume I miss owning a pub because of the beer. I don’t. Beer is beer. You can buy it anywhere. What I miss are the people. Not all people, obviously. Let’s not get carried away. There are some people I hope never find me again. I’m talking about the woman who once demanded a…
Nobody grows up in Canada thinking: “You know what my future holds? A collapsing English pub, a screaming dishwasher, forty-seven drunk villagers arguing about cricket, and a giant sheepdog stealing Yorkshire puddings.” And yet… here we are. If you’d told younger me that one day I’d be running an English pub in a tiny village…
Well… bloody hell. It’s real. After years of stories, disasters, pub chaos, kitchen meltdowns, questionable life decisions, stolen stock, floods, chefs on the verge of homicide, and one extremely hairy sheepdog supervising absolutely none of it properly… my book is finally finished. The first printed copies of Lies, theft and shit on the ceiling: A…